I don't get easily disturbed. The evening news doesn't disturb me. Unknown objects found next to public toilets doesn't disturb me. Justin Bieber doesn't disturb...okay...he disturbs me a little bit. But I bring this up because Emma has begun playing with something that has disturbed me: an amputated baby doll arm (I figured for those law enforcement readers out there I needed to clarify it was a doll's arm.).
One of Emma's doll's arm came off by accident because I pulled it off as a joke. Okay fine, it wasn't an accident. But I didn't know that I wouldn't be able to put the pieces back together. And for some reason, Emma has found this severed baby arm to be her new best friend.
It's all innocent fun and there's a certain novelty about playing with a little baby arm in a fanciful serial killer way, but it's just so visually surreal and odd to see Emma playing with it. She'll watch television with it, have a tea party with it, or read a book to it. The only thing she can't do is play pat-a-cake with it.
The oddest sight was when some of our friends were over with their kids. All of the kids were surrounding our kitchen play set because they were cooking the severed arm in a frying pan. It was like watching a basic cable cooking show for Andes airplane crash survivors.
There could be many worse things that Emma might have ended up playing with so I should stop my complaining. Compared to the severed whale penis Emma brought home from the beach one summer day, this doll arm is nothing.
2 comments:
How is emma doing with on arm.
How is emma doing with on arm.
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